All Cats Are Gray

Poo Pooed the trainer today and looked to get some outdoor riding in. First I decided to I swap out my Rampage/Fire Pro combo for my set of easier rolling, worn to the point of being almost "slicks" Maxxis Ignitors. Then I layered up, grabbed the Mamasita and hit the rail trail for 2 hours of steady tempo riding.

Went with a couple light weight layers that include a base T and my thermal "gay man shirt". So called by Wifey since if I was to wear it out of the house as a primary shirt I would look sort of like a "highway rest area gigolo". Those layers combine with tights and my Craft rain jacket seemed to be the ticket for warmth. Temps weren't too bad, in the mid 40s, but the breeze coming off the cold stank river water made it seem a bit colder.

This is THEE time of year to ride the rail trails. They are virtually empty. I saw about 5 other riders the whole ride, and except for one, you could tell they were folks such as myself. Rolling the RT for some training or an alternative to the potential too damp single track. There wasn't an upright bar end or fuzzy seat seen the entire 2 hours (Not that there's anything wrong with that! OK there's a little bit wrong with that).

Riding the RT is not one of my fave things to do, BUT it's a better work out than you think. It's sort of like riding the trainer since there's really no coasting. Just a steady tempo that allows you to put down a much or as little power as you want.

Today's ride would have been perfect to roll with iPodious, but since ear buds are the work of the devil and will not stay in my ear, I saved myself the aggravation and left the Pod at home. Might get some over the ear buds soon.

The rail trail must be the cruising ground for cats. I must have seen 12 cats sneaking around during the ride. Some looked like house cats who escaped looking for a good time and some looked like they just crawled out of a river rat's ass and I took great lengths to avoid them so as not to catch some sort of air born cat diseases.

All in all a pretty good day in the saddle. Not my first choice of riding, but I accomplished what I wanted and needed to do and that is what's important.

Later.